You were my sweet little angel from the moment you climbed into my bag and came home with me.
You were a mischievous little puppy and I loved you immediately. When you were only one, you did your first cruciate ligament. But I fixed you without hesitation. Shortly after, you managed to do it again and you had a prosthesis put in your leg. Even during this time, you always wanted to play and always loved your toys and me. Your favourite toy being tennis balls and Ernie.
Your favourite place to play was when we would go to nanna and poppa’s shack. You would stay in the water all day and amused us by the way you would put your head underwater and pull rocks up from the river. You would then settle on the end of the jetty and watch the river go by.
Another trip to the vet, and yet again another cruciate ligament. I was happily able to fix you up again. You would always brighten my day by the little things you would do.
I nearly lost you again when you got bloat in your belly. Another operation and you were fixed and home again. We did everything together and you were always there for me. When I was injured and not able to work we spent all our days together and you would sleep on my bed every night. You would love drives in the car so you could bark at trucks and motorcycles.
Then the worst news came in August this year. You were diagnosed with bone cancer. I would have done anything in the world to be able to fix you again. I’m so sorry my baby bear, there was nothing I could do. I was told you only had six weeks at the most. For over a month I still took you to the dog park everyday and over to see your nanna and poppa, who loved you dearly.
I promised you I would never let you suffer or to be in any pain. Our last months together were even more special then ever. I was with you always, making sure you were comfortable and happy. I loved you so much.
The morning of November the 16th, 2006 was when you cried for the first time and my heart broke. You looked at me and I knew that you were in pain. I knew that your time to leave me had come. We spent a beautiful day together with poppa that day. You brightened right up and we all played together in the garden. I bought you your favourite food and you had many visitors that day. As I watched you that day, I knew my heart was breaking.
We layed together that evening on your bed and you looked at me with those beautiful brown eyes. The vet came and I held you tight. I told you how much I loved you and not to be scared. I held you while you went to sleep in my arms. My heart was broken.
I miss you so much everyday my sweet angel and I hope that you are out of pain and happy again. My life will never be the same without you in it and you will never be out of my heart. You really were my best friend.
Brutus, My Dog, My Friend.
Rest In Peace My Beautiful Bear.
| Brutus |
| 16, Nov 2006 |
| Tracy |